Alfred took in a deep breath before walking out onto the black carpeted floor mat in front of him. He nods over at Toris who smiles back and hits play on his floor music. He takes one steps to his starting position and salutes to the judges with one arm, then both before he starts to count out the familiar beat. "One and two and here we go." He breathes then launches himself into his starting round-off before flipping into his double back handspring and then into his back layout. After he lands he does a leap behind him and land into a pivot before he runs into his second combination, a double back handspring triple front tuck. As he lands he stumbles a little and winces. "Idiot! Even Feliciano could stick that, and he's a level nine!" He recovers and jumps behind him int pushup position and then spins his legs around into a side split and puts one arm into the air.
Alfred takes a deep breath and turns his body so he can push up into a push-up and hold it. He counts to three before turning one leg to the side and flipping over into standing position. He runs and does an easy front layout, finishing with a flick of his wrists and a sashay to the side of the mat. He then does another front layout, but this time tuning behind him with a small jump and doing a single push-up before straddling his legs and slowly tuning his body vertical with his legs still spread as far as they can go before quickly snapping up into a handstand and dismounting just as fast. he does one last leap into the far corner be fore turning for his final skill- the triple back handspring finished with a triple back layout. He lands, but not perfectly. He exhales as the song fades to a finish as his feet hit the mat and salutes again to the "judges"; his coaches Agustus and Gerhart. Next up: bars.
